"Some of the world's greatest feats were accomplished by people not smart enough to know they were impossible."

Thursday, May 29, 2008

Last night I was ATTACKED!

You know those things that we all commit to, in the constant pursuit of health and fitness, that seem like a good idea at the time ~ then when you actually get right down to it, you start wondering what drugs you were on when you committed to do such a thing?

That is what my body was screaming about last night after the first 30 minutes of BODY ATTACK ~ a class at the gym which Lisa and I threw ourselves in to…..maybe not fully realizing the serious workout we were about to get!!!

HOLY.WORKOUT.BATMAN!!!! This was some serious stuff. 60 minutes of blood, sweat and tears. Okay ~ so maybe not any blood. Somewhere after the first half of the class, I think my brain just shut down and my body just took over – trying at all costs to keep moving. It was truly the most intense workout I have ever done. Here’s the outline of a *typical class* I get exhausted again just reading about it!!!

Yet funny enough, after leaving the gym last night looking like a drowned rat, and feeling like I had been hit by a truck (multiple times) ~ I absolutely cannot wait to go back and do it again!!!!!!

Could this seriously be 3 workouts already this week? Better watch out ~ something strange could be brewing ;)

But wait!!!!

How could I forget the funniest part of last night’s workout?? While the rest of our class mates waited patiently for the workout studio to open ~ obviously resting up for what was to come ~ not me and my workout buddy! Oh no ~ we were on the treadmill for a warm up walk! (Can you guess whose idea that was???) So we walked and chatted ~ at a good pace ~ until it was almost time for class.

You can imagine the panic for Lisa when the class started going in, and her treadmill read only .75 miles. GASP! In an effort to satisfy her inability to have mileage in un-round numbers, she cranked up the treadmill and ran like a mad dog so she could hit the 1 mile mark. By this time, our class had already gone in. I had already gotten off my treadmill, and was putzing around, trying not to laugh as Lisa pushed for the necessary even-milege. It didn’t work though ~ I laughed :P

Between breaths, with the treadmill cranked as fast as she could stand it, my running-OCD friend asks: “You’re gonna write about this, aren’t you?”

If I can go to the local college track and run the distance I see staring back at me from my GPS if I didn't have my GPS with me then I consider it an even number. That includes .25, .5, and .75 miles. :)

Who am I?

A 30-something, mother of two great boys.....trying like mad to become a runner! In the past couple years, I've completed a couple 5K races, a 12K and 5 Half-Marathons. Every day I am working to improve my running...and attempting to drop the last few pounds that refuse to vacate the premises :)